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Chapter 97: How Death is Written

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"Take it." A soft and low shout seemed less noticeable, but in fact, after hearing these two words, most of the people present in the box couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they were afraid of seeing something tragic.

Lu Bingkang, who had just taken control of the Lu family and should have been full of energy, was now pressed to the ground like a dead dog by four burly men, unable to move. The tape was wrapped around his mouth, and his cheeks were still bulging. It should have been stuffed inside to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Lu Dexiang, whose life was cut off, was standing at a place less than one meter away from Lu Bingkang, staring at Lu Bingkang who was trying to struggle coldly, and nodded to the two old men outside the fifty-odd side of Lu Bingkang, indicating that they could do it.

The two old men looked at each other, nodded silently, turned around and took off the thin blade from the plate held by the girl, and squatted down beside Lu Bingkang.

After two steps, Lu Bingkang's clothes had been cut into pieces, and his snow-white flesh was exposed to the air.

As if he realized the punishment he was about to bear, Lu Bingkang's eyes were filled with endless fear and began to struggle hard. However, he did not know that his struggle caused his muscles to begin to tighten. He seized the opportunity and two blades gently stroked Lu Bingkang's calves...

"Wuwuwu..." The box was silent, only Lu Bingkang's slight but terrifying whimper kept ringing.

In less than a minute, the two old men had already cut dozens of wounds on Lu Bingkang's legs with blades. The blood stained the originally snow-white carpet red, and a tragic and solemn aura rages in the private room...

"The state has national laws and the family rules. Lu Bingkang deliberately took away his tribe's money and fled abroad, intending to put our Lu family in dire straits. According to the tribe's rules, he specially gave him 9981 swords to show punishment. At the same time, he also hoped that the people of the Lu family would not have the rebellious thoughts, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Lu Bingkang and die tragically." Lu Dexiang's voice was a little hoarse, which was particularly terrifying in such an occasion.

Faced with such a ruthless punishment, the Lu family present was surprised to greet him. Who would jump out and touch Lu Dexiang's bad temper at this time?

"Ah..." After the 9981st sword, Lu Bingkang could already see the bone on his legs. The two old men tore open the tape on Lu Bingkang's mouth. At the same time, they didn't know what method they used to make Lu Bingkang wake up from his coma and began to roll on the ground and scream. The extremely shrill screams hit the hearts of everyone present one blow after another!

Finally, more than a minute passed, Lu Bingkang's struggle gradually weakened, and his screams could hardly be heard.

Lu Dexiang just glanced at Lu Bingkang, who was covered in blood on his body, took a deep breath, turned his head to a middle-aged man in his forties and was only about 1.7 meters tall standing beside him and asked: "Uncle Qin, the manpower of Baojing Town..."

"Don't worry, young master, I will make arrangements properly." The middle-aged man owed his body and said in a deep voice: "I have notified Brother Long's old subordinates. Within three days, the entire Baojing Town will be guarded by the brothers in the gang to thoroughly investigate the cause of Brother Long's death!"

"Yes." Hearing the middle-aged man's answer, Lu Dexiang showed a hint of relief on his face. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "The revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable. No matter who it is, I will ask him to pay his blood debts and blood!"

"Blood debt and blood repayment!" Everyone present shouted. The momentum was very heroic. As for whether to deliver vegetables to others in the end or to take revenge, it was a matter of opinion...

On this day, Ye Yangcheng took out 20,000 yuan from the password box and put it into the store's turnover. As a result, when the settlement was made in the evening, the "pure profit" of that day reached 19,000, which made his parents almost unable to close their mouths.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, after taking a shower, he lay on the bed. Looking at Zhao Rongrong who was lying down next to him, Ye Yangcheng suddenly held his head with one hand and asked her sideways: "Rongrong, you say, I made the Lu family's industry in Baojing Town look like this, and killed two culprits, Lu Hongjun and Lu Yonghui. Why haven't the Lu family reacted yet?"

"Maybe it's Master, you scared the Lu family." Zhao Rongrong naturally could not be Ye Yangcheng's dog-headed military advisor. Maybe her little head is even more confused than Ye Yangcheng! However, since Ye Yangcheng asked, Zhao Rongrong could only try her best to guess: "Or maybe, isn't there a saying that said? The quiet tranquility before the storm may be the Lu family who is accumulating strength to find your master to take revenge!"

"The tranquility before the storm." Ye Yangcheng grabbed his hair, lay down flat, looked at the empty ceiling, and said leisurely: "No matter whether he is accumulating strength, as long as his Lu family dares to make trouble on your master's territory, I will let him understand death and how he wrote it!"

"Yeah..." Hearing Ye Yangcheng's backbone words, Zhao Rongrong's eyes were starry and she kept nodding, as if she admired Ye Yangcheng's toughness very much. As for the worship, some of the real and some of the fake ones, I'm afraid that only Zhao Rongrong understood it herself.

Although Ye Yangcheng said this, it was unforgettable. He remembered the young people who looked strange on the street today. He thought in his heart that he was wondering, it was not that these people who were sent by the Lu family to investigate the murderer, right?

"Catch one another day and get it to the Sumeru space for a good question." Ye Yangcheng thought of this, he couldn't help but pull up the corner of his mouth and chuckled twice, then raised his hand and turned off the light, crawled onto Zhao Rongrong in the dark, and started "routine business".

The next morning, Ye Yangcheng went out to the store with full energy. At around 9 o'clock in the morning, Liu Xueying actually came to the store. The first thing she said when she entered the store was: "Ye Yangcheng, is the pompoon better?!"

"Oh, I just called in the morning. My friend said the special medicine I needed had already arrived at him at around 8 o'clock last night. The condition of the pomrose seemed to have recovered well." Ye Yangcheng replied with a nonsense with a smile: "If nothing unexpected happens, the pomrose will be brought back in a few days."

"That's how..." Liu Xueying's face was happy, and then she seemed to be a little unspeakable. She looked at Ye Yangcheng's smiling face, and turned her eyes away from time to time with guilt...

"Do you have anything else?" Seeing Liu Xueying's appearance, Ye Yangcheng spoke out strangely: "If you have something to do, just say it. They are all old classmates, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about!"

So, this relationship has been brought closer to one level invisibly...

"That... is really a little bit of a problem." Liu Xueying looked at Ye Yangcheng hesitantly, and after hesitating for a long time, she took out a small stack of RMB from the bag she was carrying, which looked like it was about 2,000 yuan...

As soon as he saw the RMB taken out by Liu Xueying, Ye Yangcheng's face immediately changed: "You are..."

"That...I...I..." Facing Ye Yangcheng's aggressive gaze, Liu Xueying, who had always been tough, didn't know how to speak. She held the money she took out in mid-air and handed it over, and it was even more embarrassing to take it back...

"Want to buy the pomrose back?" After more than ten seconds of stalemate, Ye Yangcheng suddenly chuckled, spitting out two words and completely shattered the last trace of fantasy that Liu Xueying was holding: "No way!"
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